Poems are kind of literary
That no one seems to take literally;
They thought writers want mystery,
Leaving prints of their emotions in each of their entry;
Little did they know, every word they pick is their misery,
Hoping someone would save them from their agony
To love is to ache;
To hide is to fake;
To let go is brave;
To move on is bold
—
But to ache is to endure
The pain that seems unbearable;
And to fake is about composure,
Holding up yourself even you’re unsure
—
To be brave is to deal with the present,
Reassuring yourself of what better lies ahead;
To be bold is to trust
That the future cannot be as bad
—
And day and night
People come and go
But there is one, I say,
The true kind of love that will stay
I took a glimpse
On the tenderness of your lips,
To myself I wish
Someday may we kiss
—
Up to your eyes, I gaze
Suddenly, I felt I’m caged;
Locked in your sight, I’m amazed
My world abruptly set on blaze
There will come a time,
When I, finally, am fine
The best of me will shine,
And to the ones who gave on me?
STAY BEHIND.
All day long I wait,
Distracting myself until you’re up awake;
Longing to talk to you, as always
Wanting only you, and not anyone else
You think it’s unfair,
Like I’m turning to you my despair;
You say I am to blame
For whatever I feel like it’s so lame
What you don’t understand is
It isn’t just about me being childish;
Don’t you see it’s only you whom I entrust with
With all the pain I’m ashamed of the world to know
I’ve got frustrations to tell,
But my eyes won’t dare to speak;
I’ve got love to share,
But no one even seems to care;
I’ve got stories to be heard,
But my mouth doesn’t seem to open;
I’ve got what it takes to get noticed,
But I am sucked up by my own shitness
In my sadness I found
Two friends that won’t leave me behind:
My journal that’s all-ears what’s on my mind;
And my books that distract me from the reality of life
Most people hate
The first song that played
The time they met
The one that got away;
Trying to dodge
The memory of past,
Moments that could’ve last
If time and chance have fallen right;
But for me, what I want
Is to accept what is behind,
Reminiscing that song
With peace in my soul;
Because for me there’s no such thing
As love that turns into hate;
Because love is something that
Can never, be ever taken back
This poem I wrote for my cousin’s homework about the importance of science in our daily lives. I know I could have added more, but I rarely talk about intellectual stuff, you know? Hehe just thought this might be a good addition to my collection.
From the heat of the sun,
To the light of the moon at night;
From the air that we breathe,
To the water that sustains us to live
Science has become
The necessity of life
And if it is gone
The world may be stuck in the dark
The wonders of life and nature,
The mysteries of myths and legends,
Through science, we find the answers –
Through science, we comprehend life deeper
Through science, we discovered technology;
Through technology, it made our lives easy;
That made science such an essential
To this awestruck, wonderful existential
Photo credits to Facebook page: Heart Speaks
While I hear you cry over the phone,
My mind tells me I can’t let you go through this alone;
And even as you deny it with your hoarse voice,
The shine your smile always bear gets lost;
Even I don’t see you,
My knees gets weak when you’re feeling blue;
I don’t know what to do,
No idea what I am supposed to say,
But please know that your pain is also my pain,
And I’m open to share it with all of my strength;
If you feel you weak,
Then so be it;
I’m still here, and will support you all the way
The Melancholic Soul 